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Migration Scripts
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Migration Scripts은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2020년 11월 27일일에 Kleenex Girl Wonder에서 발매되었습니다.Let It Buffer (Forever)
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발매일2020년 11월 27일
라벨Kleenex Girl Wonder
언어English
멜로디에 강한 음악
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
발랑스
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실연 아티스트
Kleenex Girl Wonder
Kleenex Girl Wonder
실연자
작곡 및 작사
Graham Smith
Graham Smith
작사가 겸 작곡가

가사

When you feel a vibrational shift in the Earth's crust
Write some migration scripts
Throw a CROATOAN in your OOO and let it go
It's to be expected, knowing what you know. But you know
When you get a taste for it you get rapacious—
And that's not to say that you're basically a rapist—
You're just a shapeshifter aping Cake and Pavement
It's not a case you're making, it's a statement
It's not the pace you're breaking, it's the cadence
And you know it pains me to say
When emigres feel upgraded
It's in relation to whatever they're escaping
Tectonic plates scrape, constantly changing
The shape of the landscape we're born and raised in
We hesitate in collective amazement
But it just accelerates our displacement
Don't be so dramatic, your comedy is tragic
You've got a decent act, but you can't compete with magic
Affect a Brooklyn accent, you think you're Woody Allen
But your impression is invalid, you're wasted on your talent
Whatever happens happens, you don't need a Spanglish ballad
To know life is mostly frantic fumbling and panic
If we still had Douglas Adams we could organize and attack it
But as it is, we can't hack it, so we're heading backwards
To the point where the empire split
And the Venn diagram went from football to slit
And the entire clan went to live on the tip
Of the iceberg that sunk our magnificent ship
No rest for nomad souls
You can tell by my clothes and my snowman nose
I'm homesick, and so sick of get-up-and-go
But some people must not know how to pick up a phone...
Quiet, be completely silent
You can get a lot of mileage out of dressing nice and smiling
Lift your eyelids, the mysteries are hiding
In front of you, behind me, so now I hope you might see
The clusters in the concrete a little bit more thoughtfully
What is it you want from me? An anchor or a slot machine?
A canker sore or heart disease? Anarchy or monarchy?
Commodity or luxury? I already told you: shut up please
Written by: Graham Smith
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